I just farted. And everybody around me is looking at the fat girl to my left. I win.
You guys need to get along, there is no need for a pissing contest...We're all fucking each others ex's.
Ia nefed hefelkp i am a taxi
Give me the approximate price and I'll give you the equivalence in blowjobs.
Do you want the something i can tell my mom in ten year version or the you're gonna call me a whore but be proud version?
And then you'll find yourself a hot chick and leave me behind with nothing but my back fat to keep me company.
They sat me on college avenue with a puke bucket and people were mistakenly throwing change in it. Got me enough money take a cab back to my apartment.
I'm sorry for the texts and anything that I said that may have caused confusion, pain or irritation. I shall not be drinking again. Furthermore I will not be keeping a phone on me should I fail to adhere to the prior statement.
So what's going on?
We hit boys town to get stupid. I mean invading Iraq stupid.
So apparently nutella and chocolate body paint aren't actually the same thing.
Question: what's the protocol for seeing your mistress walking alongside her clueless boyfriend? If you could answer this ten minutes ago, that'd be great.
I just text my one night stand Happy Easter on her way home...now would be a good time for the lord to smite me.
Nothing like an afternoon walk of shame across campus on parent's weekend. Damn.
only i would get cock blocked by a cop
Well she's 'call Wayne Gretzky a whore' drunk so you tell me.
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